In a corner of The Restaurant at the End of The Universe sat an old man, his thin hair the colour of snow, his skin like the bark of an ancient oak tree. No one could say when he had arrived, so far as any one knew he'd always been there. On his plate a knob of butter and some strawberry jam. Finishing his slice of toast he noticed the butter and the jam, not wanting to waste them he went to the self service toaster and put in two slices of bread. When his toast was ready he used the butter and jam from his plate, but soon realised there wasn't enough for two slices of toast. Returning to the self service area he got more butter and jam and finished spreading them on his toast, leaving some spare on his plate.
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It seems like the old man was on the verge of inventing perpetual motion, not through complicated machines, but by simply spreading butter and jam 
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I do that with leftovers.
I made this recipe for dinner:
...out of my leftover St. Patrick's day corned beef, and had a pile of leftover fried cabbage to put back in the fridge.
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- Love your buns.
That just doesn’t sound right !
- Every 40 days perpetual motion, make the buns, today was the day
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- My wife loves your buns.
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Those look great. I never let mine raise enough, and often just make a pile of sloppy pitas.
My wife loved my (storebought) buns.
What is Irish about corned beef? It comes mainly from Argentina.
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My Irish grandmother who was raised in a nunnery said so.
Forget the cabbage and you might have something there...
Tom.... 
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